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The last gift I remember getting from both my Nanny and Pop-Pop Posch was a golden vest from Escapade in the Baldwin Shopping Center on Grand Avenue. Usually Nanny would be in charge of the gifts, and always skewed younger. … Continue reading →

You know, George, I feel that in a small way we are doing something important. Satisfying a fundamental urge. It’s deep in the race for a man to want his own roof and walls and fireplace, and we’re helping him … Continue reading →

I’m sitting in the office of my apartment as I type, and right in front of me is a huge window. I can hear the breeze rustling the leaves, and can see the effects as the branches bend. But I … Continue reading →

So my new apartment is in a house that was a small hotel back in the early 20th Century. Wait, do you capitalize “century?” Either way. Now it’s divided up into three apartments. My place RULES, but the walls are … Continue reading →

Just sometimes, it hits me. This place had a long history before us, has a long future after us. I keep thinking it’s a part of our lives, but, really, it’s the reverse. For a little while…I don’t know. It’s … Continue reading →